the trees mask
forming rays of golden goddesses
they drip drop dance
down
little vials of golden sun juice
red
orange
yellow
green
pink
and brown
leaves
carpet the moisten earth.
As I walk through the golden goddesses
they drip drop dance down upon
me
in the palm of my hand
blessing me
inviting me
adopting me
On this gray Formica
barren sky-lined city day
they sunlight I sought found me.
